The sunset is sparse and the sky is full of frost.

The beauty of the desert can always make people forget the hidden danger in a moment.

Night...

It has never been a battlefield for humanity.

There are lizards with sticking out their tongues, hyenas with green eyes, and cold rattlesnakes, all of which are playing out the wars that humans have "performed" during the day.

Fighting is always the main theme of the earth.

Elder Fetur Tribal.

In the emir's tent, the lights were bright.

There are people constantly coming in and out with meat and coconut milk.

Nasser sat on the main seat, and on his left hand was an acquaintance Varane, the animal hunter that Gao Jun had seen before, and on the right hand sat a black man who had accompanied Blair on Major General Harold's birthday.

That is, the Frenchman who sells plasma.

"Mr. Chatham, try our specialties here." Nasser said with a smile.

The black man looked at the shape of the food in the tableware, "Is this a lizard?" ”

"Yes, it's very nutritious, and eating more can maintain male momentum." Nasser grabbed the lizard's flesh and tore it in large pieces.

Chatham was a little sick to his stomach.

Damn, how long has it been? Forget the hard and simple style of the ancestors on the plantation?

People still often go to Siberia to pay tribute to their ancestors.

"Mr. Chatham, when will your company's first supplies arrive?"

The black man wiped the grease stains on his hands, "The first batch of 160 M12 submachine guns and 100 MABPA-15s and 60,000 rounds of ammunition have been loaded in the port of Paris, and our company also comes with four MO-120-RT-61 120mm mortars, the price here is 60% of the market price." ”

Nasser's eyes lit up when he heard this, of course it was the best thing to give, with a smile on his face, he praised it, and couldn't help but complain, "If Varane hadn't pointed it out, I wouldn't have known that Asian had cheated so much money from me!" ”

Chatham and Varane looked at each other and smiled knowingly.

Although they do their own business, they belong to the same perfume trading company and are well connected in France.

This is normal, Nokia has also engaged in arms, DuPont is the one who invented stockings and was once an arms giant, what does this mean?

You can lose money in anything, but it is absolutely impossible to sell arms!

In addition to selling plasma, Chatham also specialized in opening up arms trade routes for the company, and he found Ravane, who had a good relationship with him, who was familiar with many tribal leaders in the desert.

Just in Nasser's ear, he told him how outdated and expensive the rocket launchers sold by Gao Jun were, in fact, Lavane had no conflict with Gao Jun at all.

But isn't that what business is all about?

Strive to devalue the opponent's goods and raise their own value, so as to achieve the goal of allowing buyers to change the portal, in the final analysis, it is still profit!

Everything in this world is nothing more than two words, your interests determine your position, your position determines your behavior, many people think that women are gentler and more civilized than men, so why are the leaders of most countries in the world all men?

Because of the male desire for conquest and savagery, it can create more benefits.

Right or wrong, it's not that important, at least in business.

A few people raised their camel milk toasts, and when they heard shouts outside, Nasser frowned and bowed his head to Ravane, "Sit down first, you two, I'll go out and have a look." ”

When I walked out of the tent, I saw more than a dozen people running outside.

"What's wrong?" He shouted.

"Emir (chief), Maury is gone, and he has not yet returned, and he was seen running out of the tribe with Rabe, and we went to find them." A bearded man said excitedly.

Nasser frowned, raised his head and looked at the night, "Go and find it, the range is controlled at 20 kilometers, and if you can't find it, you will come back, and you are not allowed to exceed this distance." ”

"Good!"

A search party of dozens of people rushed out of the tribe.

Because it is common to get lost in play, Nasser doesn't care, bad luck and death under the poisonous scorpion, it is common.

……

Rabe followed Miller into the hotel, and he saw the latter say a few words to a white man, who looked up at him and smiled politely, "Come with me, sir, the boss has been waiting for you for a long time." ”

Followed up the stairs, deep in the corridor on the second floor, the white man knocked on the door, then pushed it open, "Boss, Mr. Rabe has arrived." ”

Rabe's eyes widened and he saw a man sitting in the room, a face all the more familiar.

"Yuri." I couldn't help but scream.

Gao Jun got up with a smile, "Long time no see, Rabe." ”

"How are you? I thought..."

"I'm sorry to find you this way, but I don't think Mr. Nasser is very welcoming to me right now."

Rabe looked embarrassed, he knew what was going on.

Gao Jun smiled and said to Ambrera, "Let Taylor send two quilts of black tea and then a pot of snacks." ”

"Okay, boss."

Ambrera stepped back and closed the door.

"Sit down, feel free." Gao Jun leaned back on the sofa, picked up the cigar on the coffee table, and gestured, "Don't you mind?" ”

"No... It's okay. Rabe said restlessly.

Gao Jun crossed Erlang's legs, the lighter clicked, and he pulled it away with his thumb very chicly, a string of flames lit, lit a cigar, shook it again, closed the lid, and threw it on the coffee table.

"Huh? It's very good, $20 a piece, if this was before, I was really reluctant to smoke, but last time Mr. Nasser made me a little money, I was a little more confident. ”

Rabe was under the eaves, he had to smile, his hands were nervously rubbed back and forth on his knees, there were too many sweat stains on the palms of his hands, and he was just about to speak, when he heard Gao Jun speak.

"I remember Nasser had a son, right?"

"Well, studying abroad in the United States." Rabe didn't know why he asked, but he answered truthfully.

"Nasser has also been an emir for more than 30 years, a bit of a long time, and besides, I heard that he was going to recruit his son back? Yes, when young people return from school, they naturally want to build their own homes, but I'm curious, you say, will Nasser transfer the title of Emir to his son? Gao Jun clasped his hands, half-tilted his head, thinking, but his eyes kept staring at Rabe.

These are all "bought" from Taylor, brokers, and of course intelligence.

Actually, Rabe is Nasser's half-brother, I can't imagine it.

"However, I don't think young people understand anything, so they still have to learn more from their uncle, what do you think?"

Rabe clenched his fists and smiled stiffly, "Nasser has his ideas. ”

"Actually, I think you're better suited to be Nasser than he is." Gao Jun looked over, "Do you want to do it?" ”

Rabe's breath stopped abruptly, but hypocrisy is to be punished after death, and... Is he really not impressed?

"I can help you."

The room was quiet.

Finally, a hoarse voice sounded, "How?" ”

"Isn't it okay if Nasser is dead?" Gao Jun said with a smile.

"It's not easy."

"It's easy, Mr. Rabe, I can help you if you want."

Rabe raised his head and looked at Gao Jun, "What do you want?" ”

"I'm just an arms dealer, all I want is channels and stable business, if you can guarantee my interests, the next thing you have to do is wash it and wait to sit in your position."

He doesn't look like...

Provoking an internal struggle?

Actually, it would be better if Nasser didn't die, and then Rabe would leave with his retinue, so that they would break out into a fierce conflict, and the high army would be fed.

But the situation in this place is not right, and we can't stay here for long, so we should use this method in Africa.

Make a name for yourself here...

When the time comes, the big dogs will continue to come to find themselves.

It is always good to support someone close to you.

It can also be used as a transport team in the future.

Anyway, there are quite a few camels in the tribe.